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Fourth floor, Wonka's room.

Luigi and Estin stood guard on either side of the stretcher, while Liv crossed her arms and her tail fin kept sweeping across the floor.

Mr. Wonka stood before a nautical table, on which lay a smooth, black stone slab.

at this time.

A faint light shone on the stone slab, outlining a golden flight path.

Wonka loosely cupped his hands around a delicate model boat that was only thirty centimeters long.

That appears to be a life-size miniature of the Narwhal.

It is so exquisite and realistic that it looks like a modern toy model, completely unlike anything that would exist in this era.

Esther diligently acted as a human translator on the side.

"Slightly to the left,"

He relayed Liv's low growl.

"Following that warm ocean current, you can feel the changes in water temperature."

I didn't see Wonka touch that model boat either.

But the miniature ship's wheel on the model boat turned slightly to the left, and the floor beneath our feet tilted almost imperceptibly.

The massive passenger ship changed course.

Afterwards, Wonka seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, snapped the wooden planks on both sides of the nautical table back up, hiding the stone slab and ship model underneath, and then turned around to examine the three living creatures behind him.

—Actually, it's mainly Liv.

He scanned the siren's inhuman golden vertical pupils and the occasional glimpse of sharp teeth.

Having captured sirens so many times, this is the first time I've realized that these ferocious and primitive creatures can actually communicate!

Wonka's eyes rolled.

Breakthrough...

His kind smile returned, as if he had completely ignored Luigi's presence, and he spoke directly to Estin, who looked the youngest and most reserved:

"Young sir,"

"Thank you so much for your hard work and help."

Esting nodded somewhat hesitantly:

"No...you're welcome."

"The course has been set, and it seems that the cooperation between Mr. Zhang and me can now proceed smoothly to the next step."

Wonka's tone was gentle and his expression natural, and he did not come across as aggressive or like he was trying to pry into information.

Based on his experience, this little curly-haired girl in front of him looked easy to fool.

"Could you please inquire about the specific preparations needed for the Sirens' transformation ritual?"

Esther was taken aback.

The boss didn't mention this.

"Ah... well, me too..."

"Mr. Wonka".

Luigi stepped forward, shielding Estin behind him.

"Based on your past record of complete defeats, our captain believes that your comprehension is insufficient to master this core technology."

Ignoring Wonka's stiff expression, he continued politely:

"Your only duty now is to sail the ship. Please keep quiet about things you shouldn't ask. If you mess things up again, our captain will have to clean up the mess for you... which will cause him trouble."

Although their attitude was very polite, their words were anything but polite, practically stating that the narwhal was now under their control.

Wonka's smile froze for a moment.

"I apologize for being presumptuous."

"We have other tasks to complete, so we won't disturb you any longer."

After saying that, Luigi gave Estin a wink, and the two of them lifted the stretcher and prepared to leave.

......

"Oh my god..."

Sean, who was at the bottom of the boat, struggled for a long time before finally managing to utter an interjection.

Those translucent tentacles were not independent; they were neatly arranged, as harmonious as centipede legs.

This has already gone beyond the category of a live boat!

Compared to the Abyss, which, despite possessing biological characteristics, is still a ship-shaped vessel, it's more like a giant monster from the sea!

Although this jump into the sea was an accident, it wasn't a complete waste of time.

Ivan thought to himself that he was very lucky, and immediately pulled out a simple, unadorned one-handed axe from his waist.

Because the "Thoughts" weren't brought in by Klaus's new creation.

With so many tentacles, cutting off one shouldn't be a problem. It's a good idea to take it back for the boss to study; maybe he'll make some new discoveries.

The axe blade gleamed coldly in the black seawater.

Ivan swam over, found the poor little thing on the very edge, and was about to make his move—

"Tsk, this color...this texture...why does it look so familiar?"

A limp, lifeless figure flashed through his mind.

No way?

Ivan hesitated, then cautiously reached out and touched it. The instant his fingertips touched the resilient surface, a panel popped up:

[Special creature: ???]

[Status: Mainframe Agent (Dormant)]

[Comment: Its intelligence may surpass that of a certain gentleman on board who wishes to remain anonymous. PS: Perhaps two.]

Ivan's eyes widened like saucers.

This...this evaluation, isn't it exactly the same as Xiao Jiu's?!

Did I accidentally get water in my brain when I jumped into the sea?

"These are all Xiao Jiu's legs!"

Ivan yelled at Sean.

Sean looked at him with a "what nonsense are you talking about" expression. In his opinion, these were not legs at all, but just pseudo-feet.

But Ivan was completely lost in the delusion of "Oh no, now Little Nine has really become Cthulhu!"

He shivered, grabbed the still-dazed Sean, and turned to swim towards the surface of the sea.

This must be reported to the boss immediately!

......

Renyi and everyone else agreed to meet him in the public rest area on the second floor after finishing their business.

"Wonka used the Life-Eating spell I gave him to make money and prolong Jasmine's life, but my loopholes are not so easy to exploit. No one but him can withstand this spell."

"When she found me, she and her twins were already on their last legs."

"So she begged me to give everything I had in exchange for my two children to live."

Noah chuckled softly at this point.

"Life, soul, these things... to be honest, are like bricks on the roadside to me. I'm too lazy to even bend down and pick them up."

"I'm only interested in what's most precious to each person."

"For her, what could be more precious than a wife's love for her husband, a mother's love for her children?"

Any: 눈_눈

"You're a complete bastard..."

Wonka thought it was some kind of weird side effect.

Noah wasn't angry at all about this assessment.

"She did it voluntarily. In exchange, I guaranteed the 'existence' of those two little ones."

But as he listened, Renyi frowned.

There are still some parts that don't make sense.

There is no place for a "younger brother" here.

"yes,"

Noah stroked his chin. "I find this strange too. Could it be that Wonka has another illegitimate child?"

That possibility is also unlikely.

Wonka's obsession with Jasmine was almost pathological, making him seem unlike someone who would want to have affairs outside the marriage.

He quickly went through all the messy contractual relationships in his mind.

Wonka made a deal with Noah for immortality but has since defaulted on the debt.

Wonka made a deal with Nyarlathotep to keep Jasmine forever young, while also settling Noah's debts along with his own.

Jasmine made a deal with Noah, exchanging her emotions for her child's immortality.

......

Upon closer inspection, these contracts do not present any underlying logical conflicts.

"so,"

A conclusion was drawn arbitrarily.

"On this ship, the only ones who haven't made a deal with you are Mikaje and Delphina."